The 1980s were a kind of sunny headache. Every day you woke up to someone telling you how amazing everything was. It was the decade of the year of the book, it was the future, and it was everywhere.
Category: Books
A Personal History of Soviet Space Exploration
‘I told them, don’t be afraid, I am a Soviet like you, who has descended from space and I must find a telephone to call Moscow.’
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